Me: why not i ride to your place and grab your clothes?
Clare: do you think my parents will let you in?
She rolled her eyes.
Clare: and i dont know your friends. I dont want to stay here alone with them.
Me: dear, then there is no choice.
Clare: nevermind. I’ll think of something.
With that, she went to my room and started to ransack my wardrobe. I know better than to disturb her.
I carried the pile of unfolded clothes into the room and then washed the culinaries that are in the sink.
When i was done, i realised that she had closed the room door. The door bell rang.
I opened the door and 3 of them were standing there.
Friends: hey bro!
Joe : wheres you girl? Gone home?
Tan: aiya where go home one? She stay tonight to piak.
They all laughed and i open the gate for them. It had been a while since we metup.
Joe was my buddy in camp. Tan and mike were buddies. But all 3 of us were closed since the day we started our service.
Tan is a funny guy, but he is very direct with his words. He is always involved with some stuffs that he does not want to let us know. As he always tell us: aiya you all want to know for what? Know already give you troubles only. Dont know better.
So we all guessed he is involved in some illegal activites. But one thing, he is always very loyal towards us.
After entering the house, they were looking for clare.
Joe: bro, you really hide your girl in your room? Introduce her to us.
Tan: show le. Dont ngeow.
Mike: brother, we should try and knock down the door.
They laughed again.
Me: wait… she will come out later. You all settle down first. The match going to start.
Mike: oh ya… lets watch the match first.
They settle down and watch the pre match commentary and started to open a few cans of beer. Mike and joe were on the sofa that clare fucked me earlier. Tan was sitting on the floor in front of them.
I took the armchair and mingle with them.
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The match started and we were engrossed in it.
Without warning, I heard the sound of the door knob. All 4 of us turned our heads to the door. For me, it’s more of what she will be wearing. For the 3 of them, they were curious of my girl.
The door opened. Clare was wearing one of my black work shirt, the top button was not done, and the bottom, hung loosely around her leg. I knew underneath the shirt, she was wearing the tiny denim shorts.
I introduced Clare to them and vice versa. They went back to concentrate on the game. With no place for Clare to sit, I let her sit on the armchair and I sat on the floor at her feet.
She crossed her legs on the armchair and turned her head to watch. I looked in between her legs at the denim shorts, and to my horror, I could see her the dark brown colour of her pussy lips. Not fully, but just a bit of flesh that is at the side. As the shorts was tiny, the middle piece of it is just a tiny strip. As long as she does not cross, it was fine, but she just did the unthinkable.
I looked at her, she was oblivious to it. I glance at my friends, but they were watching the match. I tap on her knee subtly and beckon to her using my eyes. I think she caught it and looked down. She put both her feet down on the floor.
The half time arrived. They started to speak to Clare.
Joe: Sis, how do you know Sam?
Clare: we are colleagues.
Mike: You got any sister to introduce?
Clare: haha…. no. But I got some friends who are single.
Mike: Steady. Next time.
Tan: Sam, your girl swee lei. Good.
She looked at me.
Clare: what’s swee?
Me: He meant that you are pretty.
Clare: oh, thanks.
She blushed.
Joe: Sis, you drink?
Clare: ya.
Joe: help yourself.
He pointed to the carton of beer on the table.
Clare: thanks.
She leaned forward to take the can of beer. As she did so, the top of the shirt fell opened even though only the top button is not done. Definitely Joe and Mike saw her breasts and nipples, but because they took their degrees overseas, they are quite used to braless girl. Even so, I am sure they had a reaction in their pants. But because this is my girl, I know they don’t feel too comfortable. They looked at each other and then at me.
I just shrugged my shoulders. Tan because he was sitting on the floor like me, he could not see anything and was unaware of what happened.
Clare got seated and passed me the can of beer.
Clare: Dear, can you help me to open? I scared I’ll break my nails.
I helped her and they spoke about other stuffs. Her phone rang and she went into the room to get it.
Tan: Ay brother, your girl shorts too short lah, we are here. Not very nice. I try not to see your girl backside, but my eyes cannot stop. Ask her change to another one.
We all laughed. It’s just so like Tan.
Me: Bro, she got no other shorts here. No choice. That’s why I ask you all not to come.
Tan: wa lan why no shorts? You very poor?
Me: Nope. We were caught in the rain today. Her clothes all wet and she is wearing my shirt now.
Tan: You shi buey jialat lah. I can see her neh neh bounce bounce lei, like never cheng lai sar. Next time cannot lah. Get her some clothes at your house. Buey lun lei.
We all laugh again.
Joe: Tan, Sam girl, control yourself.
Tan: I know. Already control. but she put ball, even I don’t want, automatic eyes sure see lah. just like Wolves put half ball to Arsenal, I sure eat.
Tna: brother, If not I go back now lah.
Me: bro, don’t be crazy. Finish the match first.
Mike: Sam, there are 3 matches tonight. until 3am.
Me: what?! Come on, I need to sleep.
They laughed at me.
Tan: More like sio gan lah.
Joe: bro, if you need to, just do it. we are ok with it.
Me: You guys are really ass holes….
Mike: what are bros for.
Tan: But serious, can you ask her wear her bra?
Me: both bra and panties all wet. She does not have any extra.
Tan: like that how?
I sigh.
Me: if she put half ball, and you see, what can I do right?
Tan: Ok, I try not to, brother. But if I got see, no blame me, ok?
Me: I know.
Clare finished her call.
Clare: sorry, dear. It’s my mum. I told her I’ll be out tonight.
I nodded and she took her seat. The halftime talk was still on, and the 3 of them suddenly kept quiet and did not speak. When they did, they left Clare out of the conversation and all 3 did not dare to even look in her direction.
They were quite comical if I must say.
Thanks bros for all the compliment. I just write the story as in how i think i would like to read it.
Glad you like it.
Updates coming soon
Clare: why are you guys keeping me out of your conversation?
She was sitting on the chair with her arms crossed and feet on the ground. All 8 pairs of eyes turned to her. But no words came out from any of them. They turn their heads to look at each other, expecting each to say something.
Tan: sister, like that difficult la.
The guys laughed.
Clare: what? What so difficult?
She was confused. Tan looked at me.
Tan: brother, you say or i say?
Me: you tell her. It’s between you all.
Tan: wa lan. You her boyfriend lei.
Me: it’s fine. You tell her.
He showed me an irritated face. Then turned to her.
Tan: sister you no wear things inside, difficult for us. We see also wrong. Dont see also wrong. How?
It took a moment for her to understand his meaning. Then she looked at me and then back at the guys.
Clare: i think i know what you mean, but its circumstantial issues.
Tan: too chim la
Everyone laughed. Joe explained to him.
Clare: i try to be more careful. So dont worry about it.
They nodded and started to get her involved in the conversation as well. She held the shirt whenever she bend forward to get her drink and remembered to keep her legs on the floor.
Joe had brought a fair amount of the beers and there were still plenty when the first game ended. She had already drank 2 cans of it.
We were hungry and ordered macdonalds. The delivery came and we ate around the coffee table.
Before long, the next game started. I noticed that she started to forgetting to hold her shirt whenever she lean forward to get her beer. Her breasts could be seen again as i was now sitting on the sofa with mike and joe.
As it was a warm night, we started to perspire. But i only had 1 fan, and it wasnt helping.
Tan: brother, you really poor la. Only 1 fan in the house.
Mike: ya. I am sweating like a dog.
Me: you can go topless if you want.
Mike: sis, ok with you?
Clare: its ok.
With her agreement, the guys all removed our tops. She was in worse shape as the shirt was long sleeves. Even after tying her hair in a ponytail, i could see the sweat droplets running down her cheeks.
Me: dear you want to change to something more comfortable?
She looked at me, and i realised that there is none.
Me: oh… sorry… i remembered..
We continued to watch the game. Her top was starting to show dark spots of perspiration on it. I could see that she is very uncomfortable.
Me: you want to go into the room?
My room was airconditioned. She shook her head.
I went over and helped her roll up the sleeves. And i unbuttoned one more button on the top. She looked at me and frown. I nodded that it is ok. But by opening the second button, the shirt opening came down to slightly below the middle of her breasts. Her braless cleavage could be seen.
I could see her sweat that had clustered in between the valley. I passed her the tissue from the table and asked her to wipe herself.
She took a quick glance at the guys and with their eyes focused on the tv, she wiped herself. We continued watching the match. She finished her 3rd can of beer during the half time.
One of the team scored and the guys jumped up shouting as they had made some bets. Clare and myself remained seated. I saw tan nudged mike and mike nudge joe and then joe turned and and kick my leg, his head nodding in the direction of clare.
She was playing games on her phone, but because of placement of the buttons on her shirt and the wind blowing, the fan had blown off the right side of the shirt, even though the collar was still on her shoulder. Her bare right boob and nipple was exposed to all of us. I could see the nipple was erected. And she was totally not aware of it.
Me: dear…
She looked up from her phone.
Clare: huh?
She saw all of us looking at her.
Clare: what?!
Me: errrmmm.. your breast is visible….
She looked down and blushed.
Clare: oh!
She quickly adjusted her top back in place.
Clare: sorry….
The moment of ackwardness passed and its half time of the 2nd game. We took turns going to the toilet and waited in the kitchen.
Joe: bro your girl… errmmm…
Me: ya?
Joe: i mean… do you mind?
I know what he meant and thought for a moment.
Me: we are bros right?
Me: not that i dont mind, but i know you guys well enough. I trust you guys.
Joe: not that. Becareful when she is around others. She seemed too trusting of others.
Mike: i agreed. And she is quite hot. So look after her well bro. Other guys will take advantage of her.
I nodded.
Me: thanks…
Tan came out and we made our way to the living room. Clare was into her 4th can of beer and still playing with her phone.
Clare: did you guys betted on this game?
Tan: abit.
Clare: how much?
Tan: 15k
Her mouth dropped.
Clare: so much?
Tan: haha…. normal la. Support with us ok?
She nodded and put aside her phone as the 2nd half started
Half way through the game, i could tell that clare was getting a little tipsy from the amount of beers she was drinking and also because the night was getting late. She seemed to be losing her inhibition. Each time she got her drink, she did not hold her top. And when she straighten back in her seat, she did not adjusted back the shirt, leaving half her breasts exposed barring the areola.
Their team scored another goal in the 80th min and they celebrated.
Joe: cheers…
Mike: cheers…
Clare collected her 5th can of beer. And after the sip, she sat down again.
Me: dear you ok?
Clare: ya. Just a little tired.
Joe: come lets change seats.
They swapped and mike sat on the floor with tan, leaving only clare and myself on the sofa.
She leaned on my topless body and rested her head on my shoulders. She adjusted her top and closed her eyes. She put a hand on my chest and started to play with my nipple. Her legs were close together, one on top of the other, on the sofa.
The guys were concentrated on the last 10mins of the match and were not bothered by us.
With my hand going under her right armpit, I cupped her boob from outside the shirt and played with her nipple. I could feel it getting erected and i softly pinched it with my finger.
her head slid down to my lap and rested there. Her whole body lying down on the sofa. She had given up playing with my nipples, but I did not stopped. I continued to massage her breast and nipple from out side the shirt.
As she was lying on her left side, in a perpendicular position to the ground, her boobs came free again. She knew it, and took my hand which was playing with her boobs outside the shirt, and put it on the exposed tit. I cupped it in my hands massaging it, feeling her soft nipple getting erected.
Just then, the referee blew the final whistle. Instantaneously, the guys shouted, I retracted my hand, and they turned around, hoping to celebrate with us. What they saw was Clare lying there with her eyes closed with an exposed boob.
They looked at her, and then at me, and then totally ignored us. They started to congratulate each other on their winnings, obviously quite happy with their decision.
After downing the whole can, they sat down again. Mike moved away from the floor and sat on the handrest of the armchair besides Joe. Tan stood in front of the TV, with the coffee table separating us.
Joe: Sam, is she asleep?
Before I replied, Clare answered sleepily.
Clare: I….. am….. not……….
Tan: eh… sister.. you want to go room sleep?
Mike: ya, I think more comfortable for you…..
Clare: mmmmm………..
She put her hand on my thigh. Her eyes still closed.
Joe: bro, how?
Me: just let her be.
Mike : you want to tell her that?
He nodded to her top. I nodded back.
I took hold of the shirt, and tried adjusting it back. But gravity played it part and it fall off again. Instead of helping me, she turned her body to face the ceiling. This action caused both sides of the shirt to fall off, exposing both her nipples to everyone.
Me: Clare…. your top is opened…..
There is no response from her. I knew that she was drunk and had fallen asleep. I tried to put the shirt to cover her, but most of it was bundled behind her back. If I need to cover her, I need to use substantial force to lift it up. I tapped her shoulders, but she had no response.
I looked at the guys and they looked at me.
Joe: bro, you want to carry her in to the bedroom?
Me: Are you helping me?
Joe: NO WAY!
Me: come on. she is drunk, a dead weight. I cant do it alone. You know how heavy someone is when the person is drunk.
Tan: brother, not nice to carry your girl.
I am helpless.
Me: Then we just leave her here. At least help me push back the sofa.
I got up slowly and put a cushion under her head. She adjusted slightly, and I managed to finally cover her top. We then pushed the sofa backwards so that 3 of us could sit on the floor to watch the final game.
The final game started and all four of us sat on the floor to watch it. Clare was still on the sofa sleeping.
Previously, she only slept over once, and she woke up before me. Also, this is the first time that she drank with me and definitely first time I seen her drunk. I did not know how she would behave when drunk. Some people speak loudly, some people become aggressive, some people get emotional. Luckily she is those that just sleep it off.
We were quite noisy, commenting on the match and there was no sound from her. And we all assumed that she was sleeping and paid no attention to her.
Half time arrived, and we got up to stretch our legs. Mike turned around to make his way to the toilet.
Mike: NO, SHIT!
We all turned to see what the comment was about. I saw him looking at Clare. I turned to look. She had removed the shirt and was lying on the sofa topless, still sleeping. Her hair was all wet from her sweat and I could see sweat on her breasts and chest area as well.
I quickly went and picked up the shirt, it was caked in sweat. I deduced that because she was too far away from the fan, and after drinking, and now sleeping on my leather sofa, the heat was too much for her. In her drunken stupor, she had unwittingly removed her top to make herself more comfortable.
Instead of covering her with the sweat caked shirt, I took some tissues, and went over to her and wipe off the sweat from her. The guys went into the kitchen while I did the job.
After I am sure that she is dry, I called out to them.
Me: Bros! come over.
They reluctantly made their way out.
Me: I don’t care. I am going to bring her into the room and I need you to help me.
They looked at each other, not willing to move.
Me: Mike, open the door to the room.
Me: Tan, you come and help me. You are the strongest among us.
Tan: Don’t want lah…..
Me: Faster!
Joe nudge him towards me and he gave Joe a dirty look.
I pulled her into a sitting position and put her right arm over my shoulder. I put my left arm under right armpit. I instructed Tan to do the same on the other side of her. But he curled his arm into a fist, not daring to touch her.
Me: ouii! You better hold her well. If she fall, I’ll punch you.
Reluctantly, he opened his hands and held her under her arm pit, touching the side of her boob. We stood up and she was dangling like a piece of meat between us. Slowly, the 3 of us made our way into the room. We have to half drag her, half carry her.
Once besides the bed, it was a bit tricky. The position we are in, will not enable us to get her into bed. And because Tan is stronger, I asked him to move behind her and support both her armpit with his hands. He did so, but he tried not to let her body touched him and only support her armpits on his wrists.
Me: I am going to lift her legs. Like I said, if she fall, I’ll punch you.
Tan: Nabei lah…. If I hold, sure touch her breasts….
Me: Stop complaining. I am already very tired. And I am telling you to do it.
He gave me an irritated look, and open his hands to hold her armpit, fingers touching her side boobs.
I lifted her legs and with difficulty, we got her into my bed. Tan did not touched her in any way. Once he saw that she was in the bed properly, he left the room quickly. I covered her with the blanket and switched on the air-conditioned.
Then I went out and closed the door.
Me: Thanks bro.
Tan: Wa lan…..next time this kind of things, don’t ask me do….
Me: ok…. thanks….
I offered him a drink and we toasted. I am thankful to have these few guys as my buddies.
The game ended and they left shortly after.
I cleared the living room and went for a quick shower before going to my bed room.